[Blinded]

[Blinded]

A Poem by implicit

Blinded by my confliction
Conflicted by my blindness
Hiding from redemption
Running to my sickness

He doesn't seem to care
His perception's been impaired
This will follow him anywhere
He accepts all his nightmares

Presented with the choice to choose
Or have choices made up for me
But have I already chosen wrong?
And can I still make choices?
cant make up my mind
couldnt tell you why
i will take my time
And watch my life slip by

Split my mind
Tear my thoughts
Rip my brain
But I will not

He doesn't seem to care
His perception's been impaired
This has followed him everywhere
He accepts all his nightmares

© 2023 implicit


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Added on August 11, 2023
Last Updated on August 11, 2023

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A Poem by implicit